“Yes!” I moaned, bucking my hips. “Oh God, yes, Vik’tor! Fuck me!Deeper!”
He growled again, though he kept his fangs buried in my throat, and did as I asked. The two thick fingers filled me again and again as I writhed under him, fucking me nice and deep, just the way I needed him to.
At the same time, the pleasure venom was pushing me closer and closer to the edge and before I knew it, I was tilting over as my orgasm exploded through me.
“Oh!” I cried, arching my back and the pleasure hit me like a bomb. “Oh, Vik’tor! Oh, don’t stop—please,don’t stop!”
My answer was another growl and his fingers kept pistoning into me, fucking me harder and deeper than ever before. He was so massive that just his two fingers were bigger than any other guy’s cock—or at least, bigger than the handful of guys I’d been with on Earth. I loved the feeling of my inner walls stretching to take him as he hit the back of my channel with every thrust.
I cried and moaned and writhed shamelessly and just as I was sure I was going to come again, it happened—I had another vision.
This time I saw Vik’tor and myself standing in front of a dais. On it was a throne that seemed to be made out of crystal. Sitting on the throne was a woman so big she made me wonder if she was some kind of Amazon. She was dressed in a white leather bustier that cupped her full breasts and her hair was a fountain of rainbow strands that ran down her shoulders and back. Her eyes were also rainbows—all the colors reflected in their surfaces.
And again, I heard a voice whispering in my ear.
“That which may be,”it murmured.“When you meet the Rainbow Empress, bow low on the seventh step. Remember!”
“Oh my God!” I gasped. Forgetting that Vik’tor still had his fangs buried in the side of my neck, I tried to sit up.
He withdrew hastily.
“Hey, be careful, baby! Don’t want to hurt you,” he rumbled, frowning.
Some of the intense orgasmic pleasure ended when he withdrew his fangs, thought his thick fingers in my pussy still felt amazing.
“Sorry,” I panted. “But I saw it—I had another vision!”
“Damn, really?” He looked immediately interested. “What was it?”
I told him about the crystal throne and the Amazon with the rainbow hair and eyes and he got a thoughtful look on his face.
“Does it mean anything to you?” I asked him.
“Maybe,” Vik’tor said. “I think it might be—”
But just then we heard a buzzing sound from the front of the ship, where the cockpit was located.
He frowned.
“Hang on, baby—I think I’d better take that.”
It must be some kind of phone call, I speculated.
“Oh…okay,” I said, nodding.
“You know I’d rather stay here with you,” Vik’tor murmured, thrusting into my pussy again since his fingers were still deep inside me.
I moaned and bucked my hips up.
“All right—as long as you don’t take too long,” I panted.
“I won’t.”
Slowly, he slid his fingers out of my pussy and sucked them into his mouth. Holding my eyes with his, he licked away my juices.
“Fucking delicious,” he growled softly.
“I…I’m glad you like it,” I murmured, feeling my cheeks get hot.